The Lord of the Worlds of Civilization

At first I thought it was an old man with white beard and hair.

As a result, at a glance, his age was about 40 years old.

"Are you the High Priest of the Winter Tribe?"

As Luo Ji asked, he quickly clicked on the High Priest's attribute panel.

The high priest's name is Godot.

But that's not the point, Luo Ji's gaze moved all the way down.

Soon, the guess in his heart was verified.

This high priest named Godot really has the skill of 'weather observation'!

This guy knew that a blizzard was coming, and it wasn't a bullshit prediction at all, but he had sensed a change in the weather!

For a civilization, if Luo Ji could know in advance when it would snow heavily, when it would rain heavily, and when a typhoon would blow, such climate information would undoubtedly be very important.

Because in the case of knowing in advance, he can prepare in advance.

In this way, this Godot is undoubtedly an important talent.

But as the high priest of the Winter tribe.

The opponent's original status is undoubtedly detached.

Even Hill, who is the leader, has to respect him a bit.

In this way, facing Luo Ji at this time, this guy also looked like an old god.

The same is true when reporting names.

This is not allowed, Luo Ji has always hated this kind of guy who clings to the old and sells the old.

Although this guy is not very old, his whole body is full of such aura.

With this in mind, Luo Ji suddenly had an idea.

"Gordo, let me ask you, how did you realize that the blizzard was coming?"

Although it is known that the other party has the skill of 'weather observation', there must be a routine for weather observation.

For example, look at wind direction, cloud cover changes, air humidity and so on.

Anyway, it can't be a wild guess.

As long as it is determined that Godot has the experience and ability to observe the weather, it means that he can also teach these skills to others.

At that time, wouldn't his Myriad Realms civilization be able to cultivate talents in this area?

But this Godot is obviously not honest.

At this time, he completely put on the posture of pretending to be a ghost...

"Of course it's a sign from the God of Wind and Snow! As the High Priest and the spokesperson of the gods, I will naturally be protected by the God of Snow Wind!"

Hearing this, Luo Ji showed a half-smile expression on his face.

Then I saw him get up from the throne unhurriedly.

Then he pulled out the bronze saber from He Liang's waist with a bang, and walked towards Godot step by step.

This sudden move made Gordo, who was still talking eloquently a moment ago, jump in his heart.

The steps under his feet were even more uncontrollable, and he took two steps back.

Hill, who was standing by the side, also stared wide-eyed, expressing some inconceivability to Luo Ji's actions.

"You, what do you want to do? I am the high priest chosen by the gods, representing the god of wind and snow. If you hurt me, the gods will be angry and send down punishment from heaven! Seeing the natural disasters sweeping outside No? That's the proof..."

Looking at Godot, who was vicious and snarky, Luo Ji laughed and suddenly shouted angrily, "Fuck you, come with me!"

"You said you were covered by the God of Wind and Snow, right? All right!"

While speaking, Luo Ji, who had already walked in front of Godot, raised the bronze saber in his hand...

"I'll kill you right now, but I want to see if the God of Wind and Snow in your mouth can save your old life from my knife!"

After understanding the meaning of these words from Jie Zichuan's mouth, Godot's entire face instantly turned pale.

Just when he was wondering if the other party was bluffing, the bronze saber in Luo Ji's hand swung directly at him.

Gordo, who was still barely maintaining his standing posture, was so frightened that his legs went limp on the spot. With a thud, he fell to his knees on the ground with his head in his hands, and at the same time quickly yelled twice, which Luo Ji couldn't understand at all. language.

But even if he didn't understand, Luo Ji at this moment knew that the other party was begging for mercy.

The bronze saber stopped in time at the last moment.

Looking at Godot who kept hugging his head and begging for mercy, Luo Ji sneered...

"Do you understand now? Here, God has the final say, and I have the final say."

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Chapter 455, Meteorologist

Luo Ji's actions caused an inexplicable brilliance in Hill's eyes.

Regarding this high priest, she was actually dubious in her heart.

However, the traditions of the northern tribes are there.

Even if she is the leader, she cannot question the high priest at will.

Coupled with the prophecy that the other party said from time to time.

This made him very popular among the barbarians.

So sometimes Hill himself doubts in his heart whether the other party has really received the prediction from the God of Wind and Snow.

Otherwise, why did he keep talking about the changes in the wind and snow?

Unlike Luo Ji, he never believed him from the very beginning.

Seeing the nagging high priest, he walked over with a knife in hand.

And now, the result is obviously clear.

Luo Ji put the bronze saber on his neck eagerly.

At this juncture, how dare Godot continue to lie?Hastily confessed.

After listening, a flash of understanding flashed in Luo Ji's eyes.

Sure enough, it was almost the same as he thought.

Isn't the high priest of each generation of the Winter tribe a meteorologist? !

experience accumulated from generation to generation.

Let them predict the weather ahead based on the wind and humidity in the air, as well as changes in the clouds in the sky.

Leaving aside the aspect of each generation of high priests' magic sticks.

To be able to do this in ancient times, or even to research this, is definitely a talent.

At the same time, if you want to learn, you obviously need a lot of brains.

For example, the old magic stick in front of him has four stars in the upper limit of intelligence...

"Let me tell you, don't give me ghosts and ghosts all day long in the future. Our Myriad Worlds civilization doesn't popularize this kind of thing. It's called science. To be more precise, it's called meteorology, understand?"

Godot probably didn't understand, but he nodded more diligently than a chicken pecking at rice.

While nodding, he kept showing his loyalty.

After Luo Ji's bronze saber was stabbed at the neck, the high priest was definitely scared out of his wits.

What kind of integrity and dignity, how can life be important?

His Majesty the Emperor standing in front of him looked weak and weak, but turned out to be a damn killer!There is no soft hand at all when you wield a knife.

This situation made Godot clearly realize one thing.

That is, if you play tricks in front of Luo Ji, you will be hacked to death...

Hill, who looked at it with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, was stunned for a while.

Is this still the high priest with his nostrils upturned when talking to her leader?

The change from one to the other is too big.

He returned the bronze saber in his hand to He Liang who was on the side.

Luo Ji stood up and waved his hands, "Okay, as long as you are honest and loyal to me, I will not treat you badly."

While speaking, Luo Ji pondered in his heart for a while, then spoke again...

"In the future, I will set up a weather bureau in Mirror City, and you can go there and become the bureau chief."

"What needs to be done every day is to observe the weather, and then write the observation results into reports and submit them up."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know the characters of our Myriad Realms civilization now, learn slowly, and I will transfer a group of students to you in the future. I want you to teach them how to observe the weather. As for the report, these students will temporarily help you write it. .”

When he said the previous words, Godot nodded quite neatly.

But at the end, he shook his head hastily, "No, no! The high priest is only passed down to one person in a generation..."

Gordo's voice, which was only half spoken, stopped abruptly.

Looking at Luo Ji's hand resting on the hilt of the knife again, Godot shuddered and quickly changed his words.

Then he said with a face full of tears, "But it's okay! After so many years, it's time to change the rules, Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"I think so."

Luo Ji nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the smiling and kind Luo Ji, Godot was full of melancholy.

However, he didn't feel depressed for too long, since he was considered a highly intelligent person after all.

This brain is still turning very fast.

At worst, he can teach one of them carefully, and the others can be taught casually?

That's not a broken rule.

The result was when he was thinking so.

Luo Ji, who sat back on the throne again, suddenly spoke...

"Oh, by the way, you'd better get rid of the idea of ​​'teach one seriously and teach the others casually' as soon as possible."

"I'll come here every once in a while to make spot checks. If any of the students transferred to you has a performance that I'm not satisfied with, then the punishment will all fall on you."

When talking about punishment, standing below He Liang tacitly gestured at the bronze saber in his hand.

Now Godot was really about to cry.

Forcibly squeezed out a smiling face that was uglier than crying, only to hear him say miserably, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will teach each of them well."

Hearing this, Luo Ji immediately showed a gratified expression.

"Then it's time to talk about the business, Godot, how long do you predict that this blizzard will sweep through our civilization of the Ten Thousand Realms?"

When this matter was mentioned, Godot's expression was also quite serious.

After all, this is also related to his own life.

So some time ago, he has been observing the weather and calculating this time issue.

Now when asked by Luo Ji, he opened his mouth and came right away.

"Your Majesty, according to my calculations, there should be about ten days left."

Hearing this, Luo Ji frowned immediately. The time was shorter than he expected.

Taking this time as the premise, I am afraid that all preparations will become hasty.

While thinking about it, Luo Ji couldn't help asking again, "How long will this snowstorm last?"

"This one……"

Gordo was embarrassed when he heard this.